The round thing spit out a puddle of water without saying a word, and it was about to spread to the soles of Mason Xuan's feet. He stared at the bead, obviously cold and expressionless, but there was an indescribable meaning: "Are you going to spit out this pool of water again?"
Xavier Xue ignored him and continued to gush water, feeling quite hopeless.
"Then you have to soak in the spit water?" Mason Xuan raised his lips and said indifferently.
Xavier Xue: ...
Jinzhu immediately stopped.
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